Chongfei Manual

Chapter 163

When Wei Luo was four months pregnant, her belly started to show signs of pregnancy. It swelled a little bit more each day like a small, slowly ripening watermelon. Wei Luo's greatest pleasure was to stand in front of her copper mirror that had a pattern of four birds flying around a sprig of blossoms and carefully look at her belly. She watched as her belly grew day by day. Everything was fine except for one small aspect. Her body was becoming increasingly rounder.

It was all because of Zhao Jie. He would bring food that was prepared in different methods back home every day. Today, it would be steamed duck with glutinous rice wine. The following days, it would be flaky, rolled pastries with pine nut filling, pig trotters with tofu, slowly stewed milky snow pear soup, and so on. There was only food that Wei Luo didn't want to eat. There wasn't any food that Zhao Jie wasn't able to obtain. As a result, Wei Luo quickly regained the weight she had lost a month ago.

Wei Luo was a girl that strived for perfection. She lowered her head to look at her slightly bulging waistline. Although her body remained slender, she was already dissatisfied with this sight. She couldn't help thinking about Liang Yu Rong's large belly. Don't even mention Yu Rong's waist. She wasn't even able to see her own toes. When Wei Luo thought about how she would become like that too, she felt slightly depressed and also somewhat scared.

Zhao Jie saw that she had been standing in front of the mirror for a long time without moving. He didn't know what she was thinking about, but he could see that her little mouth was pouting. He put down his book and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at that's making you so entranced?"

Wei Luo walked to the rosewood chair, stopped in front of Zhao Jie, turned around in a circle and melancholy asked, "Have I become fat?"

Zhao Jie chuckled and shook his head.

Wei Luo didn't believe him. She felt that he was only trying to make her feel better. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her waist. She continued, "My waist has become thick."

Zhao Jie cooperatively moved his hand up and down. How was it thick? It was the same as before. Her waist was so thin that just holding it could break it. There was only a slight curve at her lower abdomen. It was a very small, barely noticeable curve.

Zhao Jie comforted his young girl, "Our son is in your belly. If he doesn't grow bigger, how will he be able to come out?"

Wei Luo considered his words and felt that his words were reasonable. Her mood gradually calmed down. But, when she thought about this again, she felt there was something wrong with his words. She looked at Zhao Jie and asked, "Why do you think it's a son? What if it's not a son?"

Angered, she directly asked, "Do you only want a son and not a daughter? If I give birth to a daughter, will you not care about her?"

There weren't even any signs of this happening yet, but she was already nervous. Zhao Jie held her fingers that had had been pointed at him in complaint and said with a smile, "Who said I didn't want a daughter? Ah Luo, you clearly know that I want a daughter more than anyone else."

Zhao Jie wanted a daughter. To be more exact, he wanted Wei Luo's daughter. He had thought about this before. Their daughter would definitely be as lovely as white snow and look like a cute rice ball baby. It would be the best if she looked exactly like Wei Luo. Then, he would be able to see Ah Luo holding a little Ah Luo while sitting on the couch when he returned home each day. Little Ah Luo would be babbling as she learned how to speak. As soon as he thought of days like this, he felt satisfied.

Wei Luo deliberately found fault with his words, "Then, are you going to dislike our child if he's a boy?"

The more he spoke, the more he would be wrong. Zhao Jie smiled and chose to close his mouth without replying.